My friend Susan Richardson, who writes the amazing blog Stories from the Edge of Blindness was tagged a few days ago to participate in the black and white photo challenge by Grace, the creator of MS Graceful…NOT. She posted some beautiful photos and she said she’d love to see mine. So here is the first.

You know there are always rules to everything in life! The rules for this are straightforward. Seven days. Seven black and white photos of your life. No people. No explanation. Challenge someone new each day  (Participate if you feel compelled to do so).

Flegyou St

25 thoughts on “My Life in Black & White: Day 1

    1. I am very happy about taking the challenge too, and I owe it to you!

      My neighborhood is a quiet one, mostly with one or two-storey houses, some of them old and stone-built. This is one of my favorite uninhabited. It has a big garden that isn’t visible on the photo, and roses still bloom there every spring. There are also curtains on the little windows of the door. I wish I could buy it and restore it.

      Thank you putting me up to this!

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      1. It’s the shadows at the foot of this one that took my eye. I adore Street and shadow Photography. I have researched this particular genre of photography so much, that I’m sure there is a famous photographer who took a very similar shot…but I just can’t place it?

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      2. I like how the shadows turned out here too. I was aiming for the house, which I adore and would like to buy if I were rich and could restore it (ha ha!). When I saw the photo, I realised the shadows did a good part of the job in this photo.

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      3. Thousands, I imagine. I don’t have the money to do that, and I’m stuck in a very uninspiring house. My dream is to have a house with a studio where I can work on my art and photography – preferably looking over the sea.

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      4. I don’t have the money for such things either. A house looking over the sea sounds ideal. My dream is to live in a secluded stone house next to a river, with old plane trees all around.

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